The fight was over in the second round when both Jimmy and his opponent threw left hooks at the same time. Unfortunately, The Comanche Boy landed first and caught Jimmy flush and down he went. Jimmy was up by the eight count but the referee did the right thing and stopped the contest because Jimmy was pretty rubber legged still. Jimmy never got into a rythym in the fight. Had it lasted a couple more rounds, I think he would have settled down and taken control. In fact, The Comanche Boy injured his right arm just prior to hitting Jimmy with the left hook, so he would have to have finished the fight using mostly left hands. I'm not taking anything away from The Comanche Boy, he's the real deal. In fact, having spent a little time observing him wrap his hands and seeing how he carried himself after the fight, he seems like a really nice young man. Actually, he and Jimmy would probably get along just fine. Two, nice young men chasing their dreams.
Jimmy was naturally down on himself after the fight, but sometimes it just doesn't go your way. I'm not sure what's next for him but I'll be there in the corner for him, one way or the other.
So now I go back to being barn repairman and, for a week, blacksmith. Not sure what I'm going to make at the fair this week - haven't given it much thought at all. Maybe I can do a little mental smithing on the plane ride home and come up with something. It's supposed to be in the 90's from what I've seen on the TV. Better than 110 but the humidity is going to be much worse than the dry, desert heat here in OK. Maybe just make some little doo-dads and try and stay cool.
Home in a few hours. Always good to go, always better to come home.
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